Best Injury Poems

First grade, pelted with eggs
  Second grade, broke both legs
Third grade, fell down the stairs
  Fourth grade, clawed by a bear

Fifth grade, ran into a tree
  Sixth grade, twisted a knee
Seventh grade, concussed my head
  Eighth grade, fell out of bed

Ninth...

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~~**This poem is super long, but it took me hours to write. I hope you all enjoy reading this as I have enjoyed writing it wholeheartedly.**~~

Awful anger expressed in verses
Didn’t give me blessings, but curses
I’m genuinely depressed for letting you down all year round
Don’t wanna...

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Well how do you do, my name is Jack
Brain's still working but it's got a big crack
It's a World War II injury
Watching the war on TV
Munching on chips put my back outta whack


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Well how do you do, my name is Jack
Brain's still working but it's developed a crack
It's a World War II injury
While watching it on TV
Munching on chips put my back outta whack...

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her cold crimson corpse

into the heart that loved him . . .

he now twists the knife


Written 4/9/15 by Andrea Dietrich
For the Get Your Senryu On Poetry Contest of Judy Konos...

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as I lay beneath the twillight 
of my perpetrual youth 
why under a knights cloak 
I'd withered very quickly 

saddled beyond self an unconscious 
metaphor idealistically reaching for 
melancholy congressional desires 
morbid meetings of the mind

I could only invision
through dark windows
in my head I'd drifted
calmly...

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someone asked her what she was looking at
as she stood in front of the large picture window in the kitchen
in the abode where she presently resided---
the question came aloud from another room,
as if the questioner was busy themselves & only in passing
did they see the...

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My face tells me nothing. Not nothing but nothing useful, the
complications of ageing humorously but not exactly how to avoid
injury.

Permanent injury is a now popular cliché. At this age any injury
could result in pneumonia, pain in bitterness for your peers,
your jury.

What a headache I have!...

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it would have been an injury to them both
to attempt a description,
to bring what it was that compelled the girl to silence
(if she had not chose silence beforehand---one outside can never be sure)
to formulate an image, to dispel some kind of physical qualities verbally
which to...

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I was a valued, vaunted veterinarian, maintaining health for animals I loved,
As a rainbow sparkled rich colors, from the moment peach sunshine shoved.

I was dedicated to such adorable patients, and they soon responded in kind;
Like the sameness march of each season, as a vivid parade...

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A pyromaniac named Jack,
Who hailed from the town of Hackensack,
Decided one day, 
with matches he’d play
He’s a mummy now, flat on his back!
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KLOMM!!!

...Broken now.

I can change it!
That Daniel Amen
Says so...
I can change it!

...Plasticity!

OW!!!

(That's all I can take,
My Brain Hurts)


Date Written:  January 2, 2019
For:  Brainy Brevity Poetry Contest
Sponsor:  Maureen McGreavy...

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I run my hand across my wrist,
The rough scars feel normal under my fingers,
But to anyone else, they would be foreign.
I was a fighter, I had to be,
But everything has its consequences.
Running the blade across my own wrist was mine,
It was the only way for...

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I wasn’t trying to do any harm
I just wanted to hear the fire alarm
In their run for the door
Someone fell on the floor
My behavior was below the school’s norm...

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I was a young man at the age of nineteen
When I was sent to a country on the other side of the world that I had never seen. 


I was trained as an infantry soldier
With an M-16 rifle on my back;
And given an M-79 grenade...

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